…washing away dust and gobbledygook

Silent All These Years

Much thoughts running in the head and some words penned these past two days, having being spooked by a frightening article read elsewhere. Too close for comfort.

At least there were the markets to take the mind off dark thoughts. The more than 12% collapse in the Nikkei over two days was breathtaking to behold. But the pummeling I received from the Ags (Corn, Wheat, Soybean) was the thing that really knocked the breath out of me. Should have taken my own advice and not dabble in the softs/ags markets I have no business to be in.
That’s it. Have already been on a low-carb diet for a long time now anyway; this time, I am cutting out all starches/carbs, especially corn and wheat from my diet. Am so disgusted with myself I am even contemplating swearing off my favourite soyabean milk. Its supposedly not good for me anyway, cramping my testosterone and natural HGH levels. Gotta man up.“BE A MAN!”
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But here’s a little multi-tangented draft I intended to post a long time ago, and recently got reminded of again, while reading something amusing about the kind of girl one should be dating.

Tori Amos was a teenage goddess of mine. An Athena, Aphrodite and Rhiannon all in one. Was captivated and awed by her brilliance, beauty, delphic inspiration, and irreverent style.

And so, after more than 3 years late, here is the song.

Tori Amos – Silent All These Years (From “Live At Montreux 91/92”):

“Silent All These Years”

Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won’t bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin’ at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that

But what if I’m a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don’t care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it’s been here
Silent All These Years

So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thougts
What’s so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How’s that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there’s a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it’s enough
To get us there

Cause what if I’m a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don’t care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it’s been here
Silent All These…

Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I’m stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we’re too easy Easy Easy

Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let’s hear what you think of me now
But baby don’t look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It’s your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin’ at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them

But what if I’m a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don’t care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice [x3]

And it’s been here
Silent All These Years
I’ve been here
Silent All These Years

[but now I remember I had wanted to save this song for a post on a comparison between Tori Amos’s original version, and the very competent cover version by Faye Wong/Lin Xi mentioned here, 冷戰 Cold War]

王菲 – 冷戰 Faye Wong – Cold War （live 1994):

Fantastic interpretation by Faye Wong of Lin Xi’s lyrics (which does not lose out to the brilliance of the original by Tori Amos). This cover version stands tall ably on its own. And this was the song which made me take notice of Lin Xi’s genius then.